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~Vulnerable Angel~ (JiLix)

Pairing: Jisung & Felix

Genre: Non-Idol AU

!!TW!! : stalker, paranoia, drug, kidnapping, referenced captivity, obsessive tendencies

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Felix hadn't felt at ease in weeks, now.

Gone were the days when he could just go out and enjoy a good time with his friends. Gone were the times he didn't have to stress about getting home early, or leaving home at all. Gone were his naivety, innocence, and freedom.

Someone was following Felix. Someone was leaving notes in his locker, stealing his stuff, and sending him pictures of him taken without his knowledge. Someone was watching his every move, tracking his phone, and even – somehow – got their hands on every single piece of personal information Felix didn't share.

Felix had a stalker, and it was slowly driving him insane.

His friends knew, of course. The moment he realized what was going on, he had been quick to go to them for help and advice. However, no matter what they did, they couldn't find or trap his stalker and, without even a suspect, they couldn't possibly go to the authorities to seek help.

Since they could only rely on themselves, his friends quickly took it upon themselves to watch over him. Hyunjin and Minho would escort him to and from his dance lessons, Seungmin and Jeongin were always around during lunchtime, Chan and Changbin gave him a ride home whenever they could afford to, and Jisung simply stuck to him like glue during class.

Felix had good friends. He was really lucky he could count on them, and the thought brought a smile to his face despite the situation.

It wasn't easy, having a stalker. At that point, Felix couldn't tell if someone was actually watching him when he went to buy groceries, or if he was just becoming unhealthily paranoid.

He couldn't even bring himself to trust people outside his circle of friends anymore – the cashier shot him a weird look, the girl down the aisle has been staring at soup cans for two minutes now, the man in the suit sat too close to him on the bus – and it was starting to take its toll on him.

He didn't go out with his friends anymore. They stayed together at school, but Felix felt safer the less time he spent out in the open. And, of course, his friends understood his plight and did their best to accommodate, but the situation was becoming too much for the usually outgoing boy.

His little studio apartment was the only place he felt truly safe. He could lock the door and the windows, he could close his curtains, and he could always call one of his friends if he needed something. Only his friends had a key to his place, and they always texted him ahead of time whenever they planned on dropping by.

So, while still restless and uneasy, Felix still felt safe at home, convinced his mysterious stalker couldn't get to him there.

Of course, that was without knowing that said stalker was a lot closer than he could have possibly imagined.

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The door of the studio apartment unlocked, before opening without a sound. Soft footsteps muffled by the thick carpet could faintly be heard, but the newcomer wasn't too worried about making noises.

Closing the door behind him, he then propped his bag onto the table in the living room and started pulling out his stuff. Ropes, thick tape, gloves, mask, knife (just in case) – everything and more was there.

Jisung was ready, at last.


Jisung had always loved Felix. The moment they met, he knew that he could never love anyone as much as he loved Felix. The freckled boy was a literal ray of sunshine, kind to everyone and with a laugh that could soothe the most restless of hearts.

He was naïve, too. So, so naïve, and too trusting. His heart was big, making it an easy target, and Jisung wanted it all to himself.

So, after a while, he devised a plan.

It was simple, but smart – just like him. Make Felix become paranoid with a fake stalker (Jisung wasn't a stalker, he was Felix's friend and future lover, so it was okay) and then slowly drive him up a wall until he was completely cornered by his own mind.

Felix was now at his breaking point – Jisung knew that because Felix told him, which meant he was just ripe for the picking.

Everything had been set up, all that he needed now was to bring Felix to what would be their new home. Once that was done, Jisung would use his phone to text their friends and tell them that Felix had returned home in Australia for a while, the situation with his stalker becoming too stressful to handle.

Jisung had a bunch of stuff ready to throw their friends off his tail. They always underestimated him, so that was a good start, and he was smart enough to cover all of the tracks that could eventually lead back to him. It would be a stressful few months but, if everything went as planned, then it would all be worth it.


Once certain he had everything, Jisung gathered all of his stuff and found his way to the bedroom at the end of the hallway. He knew for a fact that Felix was asleep, because he had drank all of the bottle of water Jisung had given him earlier – meaning the somniferous pills he had crushed and mixed with the drink were surely taking effect, now.

Felix didn't even stir when Jisung poked his cheek a few times to check. Satisfied, Jisung threw a leg over him to straddle his waist, looming over the sleeping boy. There was a moment of stillness as he took his time admiring the soft features of his precious lover.

"You're so vulnerable right now, angel..." he murmured, gently tracing a finger down his freckled cheek.

There was no denying that the current situation greatly excited Jisung. Not only was there the thrill of finally making his move, but having Felix splayed out underneath him, so pretty and defenseless, made it really hard not to ravish him there and then.

But I want him to be awake for our first time, rationalized Jisung, shaking his head. The sooner we're out of here, the better.

So he got to work. He carefully taped Felix's mouth first, just in case he woke and tried to scream. Then, he carefully turned him around so he could tie his arms together in his back – tying them in his front only gave him more of a fighting chance, and Jisung wasn't about to risk it. He also tied his ankles together for good measure - he had seen what Felix could do with those legs, and he wasn't exactly keen on finding himself on the receiving end of his roundhouse kick. 

He then put the black medical mask over Felix's face, so as to hide the tape. Once done, he propped Felix's body up against the headboard and quickly walked up to his closet to pick out a heavy jacket.

Putting it on Felix and zipping it up, he then slipped the gloves in the unused sleeves, so as to give the illusion that his hands were there. Once done, he fished out a bottle of soju from his bag and emptied half of it over the boy. 

He stirred, but didn't wake up, and Jisung grinned at a job well-done.

If anyone happened to run into them on their way out, he could simply say that Felix had drank too much and that Jisung was taking him home. Plain and simple, right? Jisung also filled his suitcase with a bunch of random stuff, so as to make the lie that Felix had returned home for a short while more believable. 

Now ready to go, Jisung swept the room quickly to ensure nothing was out of place, before carefully picking up Felix and propping him up on his shoulder. He then threw his bag over his other shoulder, before grabbing the suitcase, and finally heading out. He was mindful to lock the door behind him, and then headed down.

They didn't cross anyone on the way out of the apartment building. They reached Jisung's borrowed car without issue, and Jisung settled him down in the backseat. He also injected him with an extra dose of benzo, not wanting him to wake up on the way to their new home.

Once certain that everything had been dealt with, Jisung finally climbed behind the wheel – he didn't have a driver's license, but he didn't need one, it only added to his cover – and started driving away.

Felix wouldn't be happy once he woke up, Jisung knew that much. However, he also knew that his angel was too kind, and absolutely vulnerable to emotional manipulation – meaning he had been doomed from the start, from the moment he had let Jisung inside his heart.

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